Along with college girls, suburban grandmothers and soccer moms, we too were secretly titillated by E. L. James' erotic Fifty Shades of Grey trilogy. We toted the books on planes, read by the pool in Sin City (with just about everyone else in Vegas) and sometimes, we sheepishly skimmed while waiting at the drive-thu for our coffee.

As we got deeper into Anastasia and Christian's complex relationship, it turns out that we were only doing our job. The Heathman Hotel in Portland as a prominent setting to the story made us wonder, 'Why doesn't the Heathman have a Fifty Shades of Grey package ?'